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THIRTY FOUR
ROSE’s POV
This car, this luxurious car comes to a halt and I find myself peering out the window, my opens and closes as my gaze falls on the mansion in front of me. No, not a mansion. A mansion would be too ill-fitting of a description. This place is a palace, a castle, a fortress made for a king!
I know for a fact that the mafia are rich but this is ridiculous! Still....I like it.
I draw in a breath and a tiny smile finds its way to my lips. So this is where Kane Ibraco lives. I look up at the countless windows that reflect the evening sun and admire the beauty of this great architecture. No wonder Lily did not stay back with us, if I were her, I’d run back to this palace too.
Tore kills the engine and turns to look at me.
“It’s beautiful…” I tell him honestly.
He chuckles. “Yes, so are you.”
I blink, his compliment catching me by surprise and I turn to face him too. For a moment, neither
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